It was December 1965 when I married Harvey in Illinois. He was originally from a small town in Texas, called Crockett (yes, Davy Crockett once spent the night there – as the rumor goes – but that’s another story). For our first Christmas together, we received from Texas a fruitcake that his sister, Bernice, made. [...]
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